Epilogue
Its soooooooooo weird that my stories over after this chapter. Weird. I would have had this up sooner, but my computer broke down and I had to have it fixed oh well. Sorry for the shortness. Oh and for the record, it's the Fourth of July and the Graysons are having a party/ B-B-Q.
I don't own anyone in this chapter except Jake and Amber.
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I beautiful 15 year old girl with ocean blue eyes and auburn hair with ebony highlights walked down the side walk with her best friend Jake. Her father watched as he said something that made her giggle and blush. He smiled at the familiarity of the whole scenario. His wife walked up from behind him and slinked her arms around him. "Hey handsome. Whatcha doing?" asked Kori as she kissed his cheek lightly. "I'm just watching our daughter and Jake. Its sooooo obvious they like each other. It's kinda creepy in an interesting way. The familiarity that is." Answered Dick as he made an odd looking face. Kori laughed as she realized what he was talking about. "The Logans and Stones have just arrived. We should tell Amber were Mari is. Maybe she can chaperone them. They need one if those two are anything like us." Kori whispered and walked away to see to their other guests. Dick turned around to see Gar Logan and Raven Logan. Their daughter running up to greet a waving Mari. Amber was now 14 and Mari's good friend. It was funny how Gar had only been 14 when he joined the Titans as Beast Boy. Victor and Beatrice Stone came up behind Raven. Bea still sported her yellow and black tank top. She gave up the shrinking and flying, but still had a spicy attitude. Vic looked absolutely handsome with his hologram rings on, as usual. The Titans had stayed close after the split of the team. They agreed it was for the best after Mari was born and Raven became pregnant. Dick took the hamburgers off the grill and passed them out to the guests. He stood by his wife and put his arm around her waist and watched as the fireworks began to go off in the dark July sky. His daughter standing in a similar position with Jake in front of them. It was odd. The way life seemed to come around in passes. All would repeat in time.
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The Simplest gestures, such as the gift of a single red rose, are those that stick with us forever.
-Me
Jan. 27, 2006
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Wow. Its over. Okay. That's weird. Ummm…so, I will start that new story soon and am still trying to repost that one shot. There will not be a sequel to this story though. Use your imagination to see what happens to Mari. I'll write a sequal if I'm really bored, but it is on the bottom of my list of things to do. Sooooooooo… have a good summer!